Hamburgers With Rockin'TeaCH19Hamburgers With Rockin'TeaCH192 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I. AM. ALIVE.
I'M SO VERY VERY SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG! I can explain, but I'll do in the AN at the bottom, so you can start reading!
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"Damnit!" Arthur thought while walking along shops, hands in his pockets, "Fuck my life, how the hell can I write a song in just one week? A love song even!"
It was now a somewhat sunny Tuesday morning and as other people walked around rather happy considering it usually wasn't as sunny around this time of the year, Arthur glared at the pavement where he was walking on.
He'd been thinking about this ever since the request he got a few days ago, but he still hadn't come up with a song.
He did wrote a few sentenc
Dear Jack FrostDear Jack Frost1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Jack, when I was a little girl, I would look out my window during winter and watch the snow fall. I had a weak constitution so I was never allowed to go out and play in the snow or I would catch pneumonia. I'd watch the snowflakes fall from inside my room and thank you for them rather than Santa Claus. When I was sick I'd make little paper snowflakes for you and give them to my parents to hang on our tree outside. When I was lonely I'd draw pictures in the frost on my window. I remember you would occasionally open my window to let in a perfectly formed snowflake as if to say, "Look at the beautiful thing I made for you." When I turned 19 my best friend died and I had lost all hope. Yet at the funeral, even though it was in September, you made it snow for me. When I took my own life the last words to leave my lips were, "I'll always believe in you Jack Frost." And I meant it. My only wish is that you remember me.
With love from a lifetime and forever more,
words from a TRUE friend...words from a TRUE friend...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know we're not the same.
I know we're very unique.
People will try to tear us apart,
But we will always still love each other at heart.
I am always yours to keep.
I will always keep holding onto you no matter what people say.
We are both so open.
We can never be broken.
Hand in hand, our love seems to light the night.
Don't you ever cry.
I'm hear for you.
I will always need you.
Don't ever think differently.
That you always try your best to be with me.
That you care and love me.
Don't you ever let me go.
I thank god that I am blessed.
You are precious to me don't you ever forget that.
I know I don't always show or say what I mean.
But just because I don't,
That doesn't mean I still don't need you by my side.
You are my home.
My friend I hold so tightly.
You are always in my memories.
I've gone throug
ChoiceChoice4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You think I would choose this?
In a way, you may be right.
I chose to face your hatred and prejudice head-on.
I chose to turn my back on society's norms.
I chose to acknowledge that I'm never going to be normal.
I chose to ignore the pressure coming at me on all sides:
"You're just faking it to get attention, you slut."
"What, you couldn't just come out? Afraid or something?"
"You're just confused, hun. Eventually, you'll find a nice boy..."
I chose to risk losing everyone I ever cared for.
I chose to get weird looks from my peers.
I chose to throw out my chances of having equal legal standing.
I chose to stand up and demand equality.
I chose to live my life as I see fit.
I chose to love who I want, regardless of anyone else's opinion.
I chose to allow myself to be me.
But I'm sick of it.
I'm sick of being told this whole thing was a choice.
I'm sick of being told that I'm going to Hell.
I'm sick of having to fight to gain your respect.
I'm sick of being looked down on.
I'm sick of the
Lupus Anima: Chapter 1 Burden"It's a girl"! Cried the nurse of the clan, she handed the bloodied baby to Maya the mother of the new born child. Darth the father stood a few feet away watching, this was to be his third child, the first two had been born perfectly normal like this one; but still Darth anticipated the Telling of Souls. His first two children Kaly a male and Viper a female, had they're Telling of Souls right at the moment they were born and they were given perfect soul animals. An alligator for Kaly and a python for Viper, now he anticipated, wanting to know what his third child's soul animal is.Lupus Anima: Chapter 1 Burden1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Darth, do you want to name her now or after the Telling of Souls" Maya called, Darth snapped out of his thoughts the moment he was waiting for was at last here.
"I will call the Teller" Darth quickly said rushing to the door, when he opened the door of his home he found the Teller already waiting outside.
"Darth are you ready" asked the Teller with tired eyes, Hm is the Teller sick? Darth nodded
The Origin of the InternetThis is the story of Compudites and Internedes great gods of knowledge and communication. It is a story of their love for each other. It is a story of their betrayal at the hands of Hermes the messenger. It is a story of Internedes' destruction at the hands of Zeus. And it is a story of how, with the help of Athena, Compudites was able to be together with Internedes once more. It is the story of how and why humanity got one of the greatest resources ever known the internet.The Origin of the Internet2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Compudites was a kind and gentle god, frail and limited in power, but boundless in intellect a patron of sciences, mathematics, and technology. He was the guiding hand behind many of humanity's technological breakthroughs throughout the millennia. But just as technology and discoveries in the maths and sciences depend on others to spread them, Compudites was forever dependent on others to spread his knowledge. Hermes the messenger was one, swift like the wind, he helped carry messages between th
Yellow SpringYellow Spring2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It came in tasteful gestures on a shouldered backward breeze.
Ghosts of smiling children rocked the rusting set of swings.
Plucking yellow daisy tops, in streams the stones did sink.
While birds of cream and navy rode above a gust of pink.
The sun rays pressed their fingers through the isle of cobwebbed clouds.
Spitting shafts of sunlight lift the humming branches' sound.
The sipping of the soil weaned as dewdrops fell in threes.
In this brutte of cradled roots I lay beneath the trees.
Still Missing YouStill Missing You1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I thought I was past this,
That I was done feeling this way.
But why is it you that I still miss
And think about some days.
It appears you have moved on,
And I thought I did too.
I'm trying to be strong
And figure out what to do.
But I can't stop thinking about it,
Can't help but remember all the fun we had.
A possibility inside my mind has been lit,
And this idea has been driving me mad.
Could there still be a chance for us?
Could we start it up again?
I don't want to leave what we had in the dust,
So what does this mean for us then?
Maybe I should just come right out
And say what has been on my thoughts.
What happened has made me doubt
What I originally thought were my wants.
I miss you.
I miss us.
With these thoughts, I'm not sure what to do.
And I don't know who else to trust.
I can't just go up to my friends and say this,
What would they think about my choices now?
But I can't help what I feel and miss.
I'm still trying to figure out how!
I mean, how can this happen?
How can this
tautyou aretaut2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in a cage
Crystal bluenot the shade of blue close to the skyCrystal blue4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but the ocean with the shining sun.
The crystals trapped in solid perfection.
you are everything I've ever desired
our love's lost in the wind
and it's put out our fire.
I could search the world to try and find
someone , something
to get you off my mind.
But to find that one to kick you out
out of this fragile heart
it's not even a question , there's no doubt.
You're in here forever
whether I like it or not.
End RemembranceEnd Remembrance1 year ago in Historical More Like This
Remembrance Day originates at the end of World War I. The idea is to honor those who died in the line of duty, defending their country from enemies. For all its pompous words and fancy granite memorials littered with colorful flower bouquets, Remembrance Day and others like it have failed miserably in achieving this goal.
I've often been criticized as having no respect, and that can be an impediment when discussing certain topics. However, I am often in luck – hypocrisy deserves no respect. What changed as a result of the enormous sacrifice of those who died in WW1? As the first bombs of WW2 fell just two decades later, millions once again obediently lined up under various pieces of colored cloths to slaughter and be slaughtered. It became obvious that absolutely nothing had changed, and that the millions of WW1 had died in vain.
Most would agree that all that lip service paid to the sacrifice between the two world wars wasn't good enough. To truly honor their sacrifice would be
Deux-pieceDeux-piece2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i gave my heart to a crocodile
he used it as a toothpick
i took it back
gave it to Charlie Chaplin
he kept playing the dictator
i took it back
gave it to Houdini
he'd make it disappear every morn
i took it back
gave it to the Beatles
they threw it to their lunatic fans
i took it back
gave it to my chest
it was dark and bloody in there
i took it back
gave it to You,
to stuff it next to yours -
i heard from your veins
there's room enough for Two
in your rib cage.
UnravelingUnravelingUnraveling1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
No, please, don't do it.
Not again, please!
I get it, alright?
I'm not good enough!
I'm not worth the trouble!
Don't drag me back!
Don't tangle me up
like a ball of string.
I can't take it when I unravel.
Leave me be in my quiet corner;
this is where I belong.
I don't want to get built up
just to be torn down again.
Leave me be on my own.
I no longer want to be a string
that someone ties thousands of knots in
just to leave me to unravel myself.
No, I refuse.
Go find another helpless string.
Living a LieLiving a Lie:Living a Lie2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I feel like I've awakened from a comatose state
And the world has gone on without me.
I stretch my legs and take a walk outside
And for the very first time I see:
A strange kind of beauty, that is utterly alluring
It calls out to my spirit with the gentlest of cries.
I'm afraid to admit, for it was rather unmanly,
That I left with tears in my eyes...
I can't imagine how I could have forgotten
The very way that I used to walk...
I remember now my habitual actions
And I've even learned to talk!
"Arrr me hearties, good day to ya all
It be a fine day ta sail on tha sea
And if we find a plethora o' treasure;
Then yer drinks are all on me!"
I must admit it that brought me a smile
To be speaking my native brogue.
It reminded me that a dashing man
Should always be a playful rouge.
But that aside I'm feeling better
For now my mind has found its peace.
A comforting sense of order and structure
It's almost as rare as the golden fleece.
Within this sphere
Churches Are For Raised Voices1.Churches Are For Raised Voices1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
she was white noise and an exit strategy
a cold stone hurtling towards Russia
she was everything he never wanted
and when she crashed into him,
there was nothing he could do to stop her
from turning all sorts of heads and heels
the wrong way around.
I was 8 when I learned
how a song could lift
boulders off of backs
effortlessly bear twenty three prayers
right through that solid white roof.
I was 9 when I put my esophagus to work
stringing notes into bridges
and it wasn't till 13
I learned to start pushing my own growing stones
up the bridges I built
let each carefully annunciated syllable
begin to straighten my spine and fill every empty space around my ear drum.
it was a planned relapse
a destined coming together of things that
or turned uninviting
as time etched away at flesh and her ability to sit still
his black slicked back hair
ebony hands stretched palms up
always open for her
and on the days when they weren’t
you could stand there and watch her re
.we buy flowers.8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
just to watch them wither and die
just to see their once velvet petals
give up and fall
to the windowsill below
crosswords + dot-to-dots.two a.m,crosswords + dot-to-dots.7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
in your kitchen,
lighting cigarettes on your stove.
i'm thankful for
or your arms wouldn't be
holding me close.
time is as long as
this cigarette will allow -
is here & now.
with each flick
of my wrist,
my eyes do the same -
from your clothes
to your oceanic eyes
to your sunken in face.
i want your taste -
but ashes linger
in my mouth
& your hand headed south
& i guess we were playing
i searched for the words
to fill your
but you searched for
my body's beginning
to connect its dots.
There is no place for me.There is no place for my ideals or me,There is no place for me.1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
There is no place for justice or mercy.
There is no place for true love anymore,
It's a sad truth, it saddens me at the core.
There is no place for me in this world,
Where the cries of the needy must go unheard.
I'm cast out for my ideals, my gentleman's code,
Well, I was born like this, a man in hero mode.
There is no place for a hero in this world,
The knight in shining armour must go unheard.
There is no such thing as a Fairy Tale,
I am not Prince Charming, just another sail.
On a boat afloat on a sea of sadness,
The winds of mourning passing through me.
There is nowhere in this world for me...
There is nowhere in this world for gallantry.
A Love Like This A Love Like YouA Love Like This A Love Like You1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
What if I held you like you were made of glass
And out of my dreams you would never pass
I'd like to think you'd know just what love is and was
Because in my arms I'd show how to really love and be loved
My world would be complete
If I could just lay at your feet
And tell you all that you mean to me
Oh how my heart and soul would be so free
I think a love like this would stand a chance
And be more than just a simple little romance
I would take you and hold and never let you go
I would never let this love grow cold if you'd only say so
My heart feels like a fire is waking from a dark cold slumber
And if you touched my chest you would certainly fall under
The spells of my love yes my love that's who you would be
Just say the word and I will be your everything
I'll even take the time to learn what makes your heart truly sing
I'll be your everything if you would swear upon all you hold dear
That you'll never fall out of love with me not once ever you hear
Cause with my love in yo
WishWish1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Some wish to be rich,
While some wish to be wise.
Some wish to stop that itch,
Others wish of winning a prize.
Some wish to be known,
Some wish they could be a star.
Some wish to sit on the throne,
And some wish that they could hide their scars.
Some wish their life was different,
Some wish their life had ended.
Some wish that they could be indifferent,
Some wish their life could be extended.
We all wish for something,
Maybe one of those mentioned above.
We should work towards that thing,
Even if we wish for just some love.